You Are Everything (Bini & Martini Vocal Mix)

(Yo, we're gonna try something a little different)
(Yo, make make my voice a little more distorted)
(Yeah, I don't know if you're ready for this)
(Yeah, dance, uh, dance (yeah), uh uh dance (yeah) uh uh, first)

Last night we had an argument
Afterwards I'm feelin pretty bent (mmm)
Then I took a drink and I didnt think
What was in store for me

You don't know, you don't know how she'll take it
(Tell me what she does to make you do)
Will she cherish your heart, will she break it
Cause you are everything and everything is you (sing)

You are everything (yeah, yeah)
And everything (yeah, yeah) is you
You are everything (yeah, yeah)
And everything (oh everything) is you

You are everything (yeah, yeah)
And everything (yeah, yeah) is you
You are everything (yeah, yeah)
And everything (oh, yeah, listen) is you

Baby, tell me are you playin' me
When you're lovin me
When you're holdin me
And when you're fucking me
Are you playin' me?
Are you playin' me?
You are everything to me
I'm wondering if you will see
That I will love you, always!

You don't know, you don't know how she'll take it
(Tell me what she does to make you do)
Will she cherish your heart, will she break it
Cause you are everything and everything is you (sing)

Repeat 1x

Yeah, Ja Rule and Dru Hill, nigga
Baby girl you tellin' lies
Cause when I looked you in your face
I can see I'm on your mind
And it dont matter what 'em hoes may say
I know your love is blind, for me
Every bitch needs a thug nigga in their life, truly
Could it be, could it be
Could it be you enjoy me fucking you
While you be lovin' me, bitch, it destroy hoes mentally
That's why they freak wit me frequently
Love is life

Naw nigga life is love
Take the baddest bitch ice her up
After the tour tell her keep in touch

Nigga that's what's up

Being Nokio's a bit much
Got bitches over seas that love to fuck
Got bitches in the states that love to suck
So what the fuck y'all want from me
Ghetto celebrity from B-more

Murderer do or die from the NY-

Now everybody get right-

N-O-K-I-O baby-

R-U-L-E baby
Know a lot of ya'll bitches hate me
Cuz you can't relate to me
What the fuck you want from me

Let them hoes know not a thing
Ice the wrist, neck, ear and rings
Cause you know (cause you know)

Repeat til fade



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Andrews, Mathew Cousin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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